To be honest, when Baili An was on the verge of a tribulation, she was abruptly captured and brought here to be bled, like cattle or sheep at the mercy of others. To say she felt no resentment in her heart would naturally be a lie.
Today's shameless madness was mostly driven by revenge against the Female Demon Lord.
Ning Feiyan did not want to die. Over the years, she had exhausted every means, standing firm as a rock just to live a life of unparalleled brilliance, to leave her name in these ancient ages.
She would never fall in love for those ethereal things, nor would she sacrifice her life for anyone.
In the end, she could only exist in the trivial, worthless tears shed during others' moments of nostalgia and sadness.
She was just such a selfish demon, one who feared pain, death, and injury, and thus refused to give her true heart.
