onger adorned with ginger clouds, Dao Wuming’s eyes remained fixed.Until after an unknown amount of time had passed, a long sigh escaped his lips. Then, with a flick of his sleeve, the painting vanish...wrinkles suddenly appeared on his face, crawling all over his face and his shiny bald head, then he flickered and disappeared.Beside a narrow mountain gorge, Ginger Cloud reappeared with the pale-face...