Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

Chapter 1050 Training With a Cat

After the cat emerged from the gray forest, it found an open grassy area not far away and began devouring the small dried fish.

It ate the fish greedily, its drool softening the dried meat.

In less than half a minute, the fish vanished, leaving the cat with an unsatisfied look, as if to say, “Don’t forget about my reward!”

Blake responded, “Do I look like someone who wouldn’t keep my promise?”

Yes, you do.

Blake could not help but feel speechless and amused. He threw another dried fish at the cat.

With lightning-fast speed, the cat darted forward, leaving Blake’s vision blurry. It swiftly returned to its original spot, now clutching the dried fish in its mouth.

Blake observed the cat intently, an idea brewing in his mind.

The speed of the cats in the Gray Earth was truly astonishing. Their speed was so fast that it almost seemed like they were teleporting.

If only he could learn how to do it….

Taking a few steps closer, Blake squatted down one meter away from the cat and said, “Hey there, little cat… Look what I have.”

He patted his pocket. “A bag of dried fish.”

The cat ignored him and continued eating.

Blake continued, “Well, if you teach me how to match your speed, I’ll give you this whole bag of dried fish.”

Reluctance filled the cat’s eyes, as if the temptation was insufficient.

enough, the cat finally looked

its paw, and then fixed its

on his intuition honed through years of battlefield practice, he

soon as he reached for his pocket, the cat before him vanished in

second, it reappeared directly in front of

“Swipe!”

if accompanied

he looked down, he saw bloody marks etched across his skin.

With a

raised his gaze, feeling a

while nonchalantly grooming itself, cast

say, “How dare you

“Come at me again! It’s yours if you manage to

principles. He had thought

hearing his words, the cat became tempted

all those dried fish will be mine? That was what he said himself. It wouldn’t be violating any

the cat,

the cat

pocket and dodged nimbly, but still ended up getting his arm

chuckled. This was interesting. It was much more challenging than training

pocket, which was fastened to the top of his uniform for convenience, Blake bit down on the buckle, placing the pack of dried fish in his

the shadow lunging at him, but not before receiving a

movements and swiftly extended

with disdain. In its view, Blake’s movements

martial

with him, as if playing with a mouse. Gradually, its curiosity and playfulness

cat came close to snatching the bag from Blake several times. only to