"Yan girl, this method is good, we'll do as you say," Yang Bao smiled, eyes bright with happiness. Clearly, he shared Mo Yan's thinking and didn't want to carry things too far.
Not to mention, both Village Gao and Lower King's Village were made up of a single surname—a lineage passed down from a common ancestor. They were much more united than villages of mixed surnames. Now, the ties between Liu Yang Village and these two villages were growing ever closer. To send those two to jail might risk antagonizing both villages.
When Mo Yan arrived at the ancestral hall with Mao Tuan, the other Chicken Thieves had already been taken to another room. The original room was left with only the Theft Chicken Boss, who was lying on the cold ground with his mouth gagged.