Su Deng didn't go anywhere; she returned to the Trial Court of the Reincarnation Department.

"Send them to the animal realm, so they can be reborn as pigs in their next life."

Yao Zhi had just finished judging another ghost when she caught sight of the people who had barged in. She raised an eyebrow and said, "Even if you are Yueya's people, the Samsara Division is not a place where you can come and go as you please. As a judge, no matter how good my temper is, I will not forgive you every time."

Qin Xian huddled at the doorway, not daring to speak.

Su Deng walked in, her face fearless. "Your Honor, I would like to ask you about the lives of a few more people recorded in the Book of Reincarnation."

"Heh..." Yao Zhi laughed, her laughter devoid of any warmth. "What do you take this courtroom for? To be treated like a file, where you can look people up at will?"

“Young lady,” her gaze turned cold, “don’t push your luck.”

Su Deng pursed her lips and said in a deep voice, "I know my request is unreasonable, but this matter is very important to me. As long as Judge Yao agrees, I will go to the Frozen Prison to be punished."

Qin Xian asked incredulously, "Su Deng, are you crazy?"

Su Deng looked at Yao Zhi, whose slender figure stood straight, her eyes bright and dark beneath her long, thick, jet-black eyelashes.

His expression was firm.

Yao Zhi narrowed her eyes and waved to the ghost messengers around her.

After all the ghosts had retreated, only the three of them remained in the courtroom.

Yao Zhi spoke up, "Go ahead, who do you want to ask?"

Su Deng paused slightly, but without hesitation, she asked directly, "The Butcher, Liu Sangua, Ying Rujin."

Yao Zhi waved her hand, and the pile of reincarnation books flew into the air again, unfolding page by page, with characters flying out from them.

"The butcher... has been found. Male, originally named Tu Renhou, Chinese. His life was perfectly normal until the age of twelve. At twelve, he witnessed a murder but didn't report it and even joined the gang. After that, he became a serial killer. He was finally arrested at the age of 25 and died by suicide..."

"The verdict is that his sins are so grave that he will never be reborn and will be condemned to eternal hell."

Yao Zhi flipped through a book.

"Liu Sangua... male, originally named Liu Suan, died at... this person is quite interesting..."

At this point, Yao Zhi paused slightly, a hint of amusement in her eyes, "The son of the Minister of Rites of the Great Jin Dynasty, who had never done anything wrong in his life and had no stain on his record, but was fond of divination. At the age of twenty-two, he predicted that the Great Jin Dynasty would soon perish. The Great Jin Emperor, citing cholera, had his eyes gouged out and beheaded on the city gate. He died at the age of twenty-two..."

She looked up at Su Deng, her voice clear and gentle, "One thousand one hundred and twenty-one years ago, the soul lingered in the mortal world for three hundred years before coming to the underworld. It was neither reincarnated nor scattered, and its whereabouts are unknown."