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.

was tempted enough, the cat finally looked

swallowed the last piece of dried fish, licked its paw, and then fixed its

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

soon as he reached for his pocket, the cat before

reappeared directly in front of

“Swipe!”

accompanied

and when he looked down, he saw bloody marks etched across

a Cat

composed, Blake raised his gaze, feeling

and, while nonchalantly grooming itself, cast

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

me again! It’s yours if you manage

not 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 dried

hearing his words, the cat became tempted to

it could snatch it, all those dried fish will be mine? That was what he said himself. It wouldn’t be violating

beckoned the cat, saying, “Come on!”

like that, the cat

clutched his pocket and dodged nimbly, but still

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

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

but not before receiving a few scratches

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

movements were slow and clumsy, and it

a martial arts drama, using chopsticks to

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

their back-and-forth, the cat came close to snatching the bag from Blake several times. only to miss it