"Is the idol really dead? No! He won't die! He won't die so easily." Tangtang refused to believe that the Death God would die so easily. She still had so many wishes unfulfilled, and so many things she wanted to tell him. How could he die just like that?
"Boo hoo... Did he really die just like that?" Huahua was heartbroken and couldn't bear to crawl to the edge of the track to look. She was afraid of seeing a body so crushed that even the bone fragments were exposed. But... she held back her tears and crawled to the track entrance to see that there was no body on the track, much to her surprise!
Could it be that the idol isn't dead after all?
Huahua wiped her tears heavily, closed her eyes, and then opened them again. The track was still devoid of any bodies!
"Tangtang! The idol isn't dead!"
Huahua's unusual behavior immediately snapped the lost Tangtang back to attention. The young girl had deep, deep feelings for the Death God.
"Really?!"
