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,

licked its

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

reached for his pocket, the cat

the next second, it reappeared

“Swipe!”

accompanied by their own sound

down the back of Blake’s hand, and when he looked

With a

Blake raised his gaze, feeling a tingling

and, while nonchalantly grooming itself, cast a contemptuous gaze at

say, “How dare you dream of achieving my

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

Earth to adhere so strictly to their principles. He had thought the little kitten simply took off with his small dried fish, along with the

words, the cat became tempted to

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

beckoned the cat, saying, “Come

just like that, the cat approached

dodged nimbly, but

was much more challenging than training with

down on the buckle,

dodged the shadow lunging at him, but not before receiving a few scratches

cat’s movements and swiftly extended his hand, atten to catch the

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

young hero in a martial

playing with a mouse. Gradually, its curiosity and playfulness took

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