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.

tempted enough, the cat finally looked up.

its paw, and then fixed its gray-blue eyes

intuition honed through

his pocket, the cat before him

the next second, it reappeared directly in front of

“Swipe!”

sharp claws unsheathed, as if accompanied by

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

With a

his gaze, feeling

and, while nonchalantly grooming itself, cast a

you dream of achieving my speed, you clumsy

It’s yours if you manage

expected the cats in the Gray Earth to adhere so strictly to their principles. He had thought the little kitten simply took off with his small

his words, the cat became tempted to do

dried fish will be mine? That was what he said himself.

the cat, saying, “Come on!”

the cat approached him!

and dodged nimbly, but

was interesting. It was much more challenging than training with

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 a finger-hook gesture toward

him, but not before receiving a few scratches

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

view, Blake’s movements were slow and clumsy, and it

young hero in a martial arts drama, using chopsticks to catch

curiosity and playfulness took over, causing it to almost forget its goal of

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