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

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

what the cat was going to do, but relying on his intuition honed through years

instinct, as soon as he reached for his pocket, the cat before him vanished in an

next second, it reappeared directly in front of him!

“Swipe!”

unsheathed, as if accompanied by

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

With a

his gaze,

and, while nonchalantly grooming itself, cast

you dream

“Come at me again! It’s yours if you

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

his words, the cat became tempted to do

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

beckoned the cat, saying,

that, the cat approached

pocket and dodged nimbly, but still

was much more challenging

his uniform for convenience, Blake bit down on the buckle, placing the pack of dried fish in his mouth.

the shadow lunging at him, but not before receiving a

idle. He assessed the cat’s movements and swiftly extended his hand, atten to catch the cat

view, Blake’s movements

martial arts drama, using chopsticks to catch flies.

and playfulness took over, causing

cat came close to snatching the bag from Blake several times.