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.

it was tempted enough, the cat finally

swallowed the last piece of dried fish, licked its paw, and then fixed its

on his intuition honed through years of

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

reappeared directly in

“Swipe!”

as if accompanied

when he looked down, he saw bloody marks

With a

raised his gaze, feeling a tingling pain.

nonchalantly grooming itself, cast a contemptuous

you

at me again! It’s yours if you

in the Gray Earth to adhere so strictly to their principles. He had thought

the cat became

will be mine? That was what he said himself. It wouldn’t be violating any principles

cat, saying,

like that, the cat approached

clutched his pocket and dodged nimbly, but still

was interesting. It was much more challenging than training with the kids on his

of his uniform for convenience, Blake bit down on the buckle,

shadow lunging at him, but not before

idle. He assessed the cat’s movements and swiftly extended

movements were slow and

in a martial arts drama, using chopsticks to catch flies.

curiosity and playfulness took over, causing

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