The judge took a leave of absence that lasted a year, and Leng Yue repeated the same work day after day, becoming quite adept at it.

"My lord, you've finally decided to come back." Having not left the underworld for a whole year, Leng Yue felt like she was going to grow hair.

"Do I want to come back? You call me more than a dozen times a day, how can I not come back?" The judge was full of resentment. "What is it? Let me tell you, you better have something important to say, otherwise, otherwise I'll fire you!"

Leng Yue, her face covered in spittle, wiped it away helplessly. "Judge, I also want a vacation."

"You're on vacation? You want to take another vacation? You've only been working here a short time and you're already taking a vacation? Before you came here, I hadn't had a break for almost a hundred years. Can you compare to me?" The judge pointed at Leng Yue and roared angrily, "Do you think it's easy for me to take a vacation? And you actually called me back for such a trivial matter?"

Leng Yue was not to be outdone, "My lord, I met Lord Zhong Kui the day before yesterday. Lord Zhong Kui said that the whole underworld knows that you love to skip work the most."

"What nonsense! Was that called skipping work? I called resting and recuperating!" The judge blushed.

Leng Yue remained noncommittal, glancing at the judge's floral short-sleeved shirt and shorts. "I remember it should still be snowing in the mortal realm right now? Aren't you being conspicuous like this?"

"Check out Hawaii, I'm sunbathing there. If you hadn't been urging me, I was planning to go surfing!" the judge said, still eager to continue.

"Really? You've traveled all over China, that's quite impressive!" Leng Yue said with a forced smile. "Then it's my turn to rest and recuperate. Thank you for coming back to relieve me. See you later."

"Hey, hey, where are you going?" the judge shouted at Leng Yue. "I have to go back! Really, I still have things I haven't brought back! Don't run away!"

"I'll go get it for you," Leng Yue said before disappearing.

Leng Yue had been waiting for this day for so long; this past year had been suffocating her. The Judge was having a blast in the mortal realm, completely absorbed in his pleasures. But she couldn't take it anymore, constantly dealing with official duties in this place where there was no day or night. She was practically dying of exhaustion, if not from it.

Actually, repetitive work isn't a problem for Leng Yue; she just doesn't want to keep doing useless work. Because of the tasks she's assigned, Leng Yue always finds it difficult to concentrate.

Even after the cold moon disappeared from sight, the judge remained lost in thought, seemingly pondering something.

"My lord, is there really something you forgot to bring back?" the judge's attendant suddenly asked.

The judge squinted and said, "Just kidding, don't take it seriously." After saying that, he picked up the judge's pen on the table and began to seriously deal with official business.

Leng Yue strolled through the snow under an umbrella, her thoughts wandering elsewhere.

Suddenly, Leng Yue saw a woman in red ahead, walking in the snow with a black umbrella, just like her. Unlike her, the girl was walking on tiptoe, leaving no trace in the snow.

Leng Yue knew that the girl in front of her was either a demon or a ghost. She just didn't know what her purpose was. Fearing she might harm someone, Leng Yue followed behind the girl.

Leng Yue maintained a certain distance from the girl, moving faster or slower as she went, always keeping a safe distance. She didn't get too close, but she also didn't lose her.

Unbeknownst to her, Leng Yue had followed the girl to a club. The girl folded her umbrella and went inside. After a moment's thought, Leng Yue cast an invisibility spell and followed her in.

The club was full of beautiful girls, of all shapes and sizes. Leng Yue was overwhelmed by the sight; it really resembled the talent shows she had seen in the entertainment industry.

Leng Yue weaved through the crowd, but the strong fragrance made her dizzy. She covered her mouth and nose and continued searching, but she couldn't find the girl in red anywhere.

Then, Leng Yue heard music playing in the hall, as if someone was singing on stage. The singer's voice was very special, very charming, and had an indescribable quality.

Leng Yue passed directly through the wall and arrived in the hall. She sat down on a sofa in a corner and quietly watched the woman on the stage. The woman on the stage wore a black sequined fishtail dress, and from a distance, she looked like a demonic fish.

She held the microphone in one hand and raised the other, softly singing. The simplest of movements captivated everyone in the audience. The woman's voice was unique; simple lyrics transformed into a melodious, seductive tune. Yet, within this seductive melody, one could also sense a sense of peace and prosperity—a true contradiction.

Judging from that voice alone, Leng Yue had to admit that the woman on stage was very talented. Putting everything else aside, if she were to release a record or an album, she would definitely be a hit.

Soon, the woman on stage finished her song and bowed to the audience in gratitude. The audience applauded, and many people went up to her with flowers. The woman accepted them one by one, but only gave them a light sniff before tossing them aside.

"Sorry, I don't like it!" The woman smiled lightly, without a trace of apology on her face.

The men were obsessed: "If the baby doesn't like it, it's the flower's fault. I'll find a better one for the baby next time!"

The person who delivered the flowers looked disappointed, yet still tried to comfort the woman. Meanwhile, the girl called "Baby" turned and walked backstage, not wanting to stay even a second longer.

Just as the woman was about to disappear behind the curtain, Leng Yue noticed that she wasn't wearing shoes and was walking on tiptoe.

"It's that girl!" Leng Yue immediately followed.

The woman entered the dressing room, and Leng Yue followed her in. After the woman went in, she began to remove her makeup and change clothes. Leng Yue felt embarrassed and turned her face away.

"Isn't she much better looking than you, little sister!" Before anyone knew it, Leng Yue was being choked by a woman who was speaking and gently blowing into Leng Yue's ear.

"You knew all along?" Leng Yue finally realized what was going on.

"A little white rabbit is chasing a big bad wolf, so of course the big bad wolf can't react too soon." The woman looked at Leng Yue with amusement. "So fair and tender, she really is a little white rabbit!"

"So you did this on purpose! Who are you? What do you want?" Leng Yue asked in a deep voice.

"Little sister, shouldn't you state your name before asking someone?" The woman pointed her finger, immobilizing Leng Yue. She then moved in front of Leng Yue and looked at her. "Judging from your expression, you probably don't recognize me. My name is Hong Ling, and I've... lived for over a thousand years! Hahaha, aren't you shocked?"

"Hongling? Aren't you called Baobao?" Leng Yue realized she couldn't move and could only stall for time, secretly contacting the judge.

"Baby? You mean Feng Baobao? I saw that name was quite popular, so I just used it. It's just a stage name, don't take it seriously. And you, little sister?" Hongling gently lifted Lengyue's chin, and Lengyue couldn't help but shudder. She didn't expect that even though she was a spirit, she could still be frozen by Hongling's fingers.

"Leng Yue, why are you singing here?" Leng Yue answered while continuing to find topics to talk about.

"What do you think? Would you believe me if I said it was for a living?" Hongling's eyes were alluring as she gently lit a cigarette.

Leng Yue shook her head. "I don't believe it. You're so beautiful, why would you need to worry about making a living?"

"You really don't understand human suffering, that's even better." Hong Ling said, suddenly turning ferocious, opening her blood-red maw to bite Leng Yue.