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.

was tempted enough, the cat

piece of dried fish, licked its paw, and

cat was going to do, but relying on his intuition honed through years of battlefield practice,

instinct, as soon as he reached for his pocket, the cat before him vanished in an instant.

next second, it reappeared directly

“Swipe!”

accompanied by their

Blake’s hand, and when he

a

gaze, feeling

cat returned to its spot and, while nonchalantly grooming itself,

eyes, it seemed to say, “How dare you dream of achieving my speed, you clumsy human!”

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

principles. He had thought the

cat became tempted to do

fish will be mine? That was what he said himself. It

cat, saying, “Come on!”

just like that, the cat approached him!

his pocket and dodged nimbly, but still ended up getting

This was interesting. It was much more challenging than training

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 mouth. He then made

but not before

free hand was not idle. He assessed the cat’s movements and swiftly

filled with disdain. In its view, Blake’s movements were slow and clumsy, and it easily evaded his

martial arts drama, using

Gradually, its curiosity and playfulness took

back-and-forth, the cat came close to snatching the bag from