Han Yu threw on the plain inner robe, then layered the Mist Eye Sect's uniform over it. His face was already wrapped, and his aura suppressed to the point of seeming like a Low-Stage Qi Refining cultivator at best. As long as no one scrutinized him too deeply, he'd pass for another grumbling lackey on a long walk.
He had read the logistical documents and personnel appointments which stated that other than the disciples assigned to the outposts, there were some that would patrol the area as well as a few that could independently wander the area to hunt for beasts or gather herbs as they pleased.
After all, this was officially in the territory of the Mist Eye Sect, so there was no problem in the sect's disciples to do whatever they wished here. This also granted Han Yu quite a bit of freedom.
