No, no, no.
She absolutely could not lose her identity as the Miss of the Jing Family.
If she were to leave the Jing Family and lose the identity of the Miss of the Jing Family, she would have nothing!
She desperately clung to Old Master Jing's clothing, pleading miserably, "Grandpa, I beg you, please give me one more chance, just the last one, I promise I won't do it again, I will stay at home and be filial to you, I won't go anywhere, I beg you, beg you..."
"It's too late..." Old Master Jing's face was ashen with defeat, and he sighed heavily, "If only you had had this self-awareness earlier, you wouldn't have gotten involved with Jing Shun, much less Jian Shichu! What's the use of momentary pleasure? All that awaits you is a thousandfold, hundredfold retribution."
Old Master Jing, exhausted, waved his hand, signaling the bodyguards to drag Jing Nanshang away.
Moments later, the sound of a whip lashing and Jing Nanshang's ghostly howls of agony resounded in the courtyard.