Lion's coffin is lowered into the grave. Delivered with everyone's prayers and sorrow for the soul of the immortal Lion.
The vast area is like a peaceful meadow, dominated by shades of black mourning for Lion.
Hundreds of beautiful flower bunches are neatly arranged on the tomb, adorning the tombstone which contains a handsome and dashing photo of a Black Lion.
'Why did you have to take the Lion, Lord? Why not just me. So that I can gather with my wife and children? Lion is still too young for you to take his life!' thought Mr. Jack crying as he looked at the tombs of his loved ones.
