Every day, there were stubborn people trying to approach the border, so one more or less didn't matter. If he still wore his old expensive clothes, he might draw too much attention—who in their right mind would wear fine clothes to do something so reckless?
So inevitably, he would be suspected by those with ill intentions.
Now, he was just an "ordinary person," one of the many hopeful commoners who dreamed of striking it rich by going to the border. By disguising himself as one of them, naturally his actions wouldn't attract suspicion. At worst, people might just dismiss him as a dreamer.
Just as Eoryun had hoped, no one noticed his movements. He successfully approached the border without arousing any suspicion.
However, the surroundings of the border were nothing like he had imagined. It was completely empty—eerily vast and barren.
