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.

when it was tempted enough, the cat finally looked

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

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

he reached for his pocket,

second, it reappeared directly in front of

“Swipe!”

unsheathed, as if accompanied

hand, and when he looked down, he saw

With a Cat

raised his gaze, feeling a tingling

while nonchalantly grooming

its eyes, it seemed to say, “How dare you

at me again! It’s yours if you

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

his words, the cat became tempted

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

beckoned the cat, saying, “Come on!”

the cat

nimbly, but still ended up getting his arm

challenging than training with the

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

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

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

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

a martial arts drama, using

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

cat came close to snatching