Luke Allen's face immediately turned ugly. He glanced once more at the bailiffs beside me, and I felt the grip of those two bailiffs on my arms tighten. One of the bailiffs nodded at Luke Allen, and only then did he feel reassured enough to lean over, gritting his teeth as he said, "You damn bastard, what exactly did you do?"

"Idiot, your weakness is that you're too stupid. If I really had something on you, how could I have ended up like this?" I sneered darkly.

Before Luke Allen could react, I suddenly opened my mouth and bit down on his ear, while my knee, using all my strength, slammed hard into his groin.

A shrill scream instantly echoed through the courtroom, and the people who hadn't yet left couldn't help but look over. Luke Allen clutched his groin—who knows what state it was in after my blow—with both hands, screaming in agony as he collapsed. But it didn't end there. As he fell, I jerked my head back sharply, blood spraying, and tore his ear clean off with my teeth.

A flurry of punches rained down on me, but I no longer felt anything. I just used the last bit of strength in my body to chew his ear to pieces and swallow it!

Blood trickled down my forehead. The bailiffs were so shocked by the sight of me chewing the ear that they stopped beating me and stared in a daze. At that moment, everyone in the courtroom was stunned, watching me in silence. In the quiet courtroom, only the sound of me chewing the ear and Luke Allen's screams intertwined...

"Bitch, from today on, you can only stay with that eunuch missing an ear. Heh, don't think this is the end—this is just the beginning of your nightmare, hahaha!" I looked at that woman and grinned menacingly.

With my face covered in blood and my mouth full of fresh blood, I must have looked terrifying at that moment. The woman's face was pale as she stared blankly at me being dragged away by the bailiffs, not saying a single word. On the ground, Luke Allen was clutching his crotch with one hand and his ear with the other, wailing miserably.

I didn't know how much damage that knee had caused, but I knew how much force I had put into it. It was all my hatred, all my humiliation condensed into that blow. I knew Luke Allen would never be a man again.

Covered in blood, I was dragged into the police car. Amid the wailing of the siren, I lost consciousness!

When I woke up again, I was already lying in a prison van heading west. My whole body was shackled with iron chains, my mouth fitted with a bit used only for livestock, locked alone in a cramped iron cage.

The lighting in the compartment was dim, making my vision a bit blurry. Still, I could vaguely make out that in this steamer-like compartment, there were six cages placed haphazardly, each holding a person as well. Compared to me, though, they had it much easier—at most, they wore fifty-pound shackles, and at least their mouths weren't locked shut.

Seeing me wake up, a burly man in the cage next to mine chuckled, "Brother, you're the demon spirit who swallowed Derek York's precious son's ear and cut off his bloodline, right?"

Derek York, Hannibal—Derek York, that is, Luke Allen's father. Hearing the man's words, I knew I had achieved my goal. Though my whole body ached, my heart was singing. I couldn't speak, so I just nodded, my eyes full of laughter.

Unexpectedly, this small gesture caused an uproar in the compartment, even though, counting me, there were only seven people inside...

I didn't know how they saw my movement, but I couldn't make out their faces—just vague outlines. A deep voice sounded in my ear, "Brother, well done. Never thought we'd share a compartment with a demon spirit. Heh, just telling people would scare them to death."

This was the second time I'd heard the term "demon spirit," and it seemed they were referring to me. I was a bit puzzled—when did I become associated with demon spirits? Unfortunately, I couldn't ask, so I could only let out a faint moan through my nose and mouth.

The compartment flickered between light and dark, the stifling air tinged with strange odors.

From the man beside me, I learned that I had been unconscious in the cage for a full ten days, without food or water. I found it strange—how had I survived those ten days? I vaguely remembered many strange things happening while I was unconscious, but couldn't recall them clearly. So, I lazily leaned against the iron bars, quietly listening to the others talk.

They called me a demon spirit because of the madness I displayed in the courtroom. Luke Allen's manhood was broken by my knee, both testicles crushed. As I had said, he really had become a eunuch. My fiancée went insane—when I bit off Luke Allen's ear, she lost consciousness, and after that, she never woke up again...

Those who witnessed the scene claimed to outsiders that I was possessed by a demon spirit; otherwise, I could never have done something so horrifying. In Elvin Town, there is a strange saying: those possessed by a demon spirit will be protected by the demon god of hell, and anyone who offends them will suffer the god's punishment.