Facing his father-in-law's doubts, Ding Zhijing frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, and whispered, "I don't think so, thieves wouldn't possibly share so much horse meat with the villagers."
"Father-in-law, if you had this much horse meat, would you want to share it out?"
Huang Youcai was stunned for a moment; he had never considered that question.
He might share some, but not that much.
"Even if their intentions aren't malicious, with no victim and no evidence, how can we report them to the Government? Surely just because you say they are thieves doesn't make them so."
"Compared to the Water Ghost Pirates, they're practically angels."
Huang Youcai had no answer for that.
Overall, this group of people was quite friendly, polite, and dignified. In contrast, the Water Ghost Pirates were vicious and savage, their arrogant demeanor impossible to hide. The two were not on the same level.
