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 finally looked up.

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

to do, but relying on his intuition honed through years of battlefield practice, he sensed that the cat was about to

to his instinct, as soon as he reached for his pocket, the cat

it reappeared directly in front of him!

“Swipe!”

accompanied by their own

of Blake’s hand, and when he looked down, he saw bloody marks etched

a Cat

composed, Blake raised his gaze, feeling a tingling pain.

nonchalantly grooming itself, cast a contemptuous gaze at Blake.

seemed to say, “How dare you dream of

It’s yours if you manage to

to adhere so strictly to their principles. He had thought the little kitten simply took off with his small

hearing his words, the cat became

those dried fish will be mine? That was what

the cat, saying,

the

dodged nimbly, but still ended up getting his

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

bit down on the buckle, placing the pack of dried fish in his mouth. He then made a

lunging at him, but not before receiving a few

and

with disdain. In its view, Blake’s movements were

in a martial arts drama,

with him, as if playing with a mouse. Gradually, its curiosity and playfulness took over, causing it to

snatching the bag