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

the last piece of dried fish, licked its

on his intuition honed through years of battlefield practice, he sensed that the cat

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

next second, it reappeared directly in front of him!

“Swipe!”

unsheathed, as if accompanied by

he looked down,

With a Cat

gaze, feeling a tingling pain.

returned to its spot and, while nonchalantly grooming

it seemed to say, “How dare you dream of achieving my speed, you clumsy

at me again! It’s yours if you manage

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

the cat became

be mine? That was what he said

beckoned the cat, saying, “Come

that, the cat approached him!

clutched his pocket and dodged nimbly, but still ended

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

to the top of his uniform for convenience, Blake bit down on the buckle, placing the pack of dried

at him, but not

not idle. He assessed the cat’s movements and swiftly extended his

disdain. In its view, Blake’s movements were slow and clumsy, and

a martial arts drama, using chopsticks to catch

playfulness took over, causing it to almost forget its goal of snatching the dried fish….

cat came close to snatching the