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.

it was tempted enough, the

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

intuition honed through years of battlefield practice, he sensed that

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

second, it reappeared directly in front

“Swipe!”

if accompanied

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

a Cat

gaze, feeling

nonchalantly grooming itself, cast a contemptuous gaze

say, “How dare you

It’s yours

to adhere so strictly to their principles. He

the cat became

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

beckoned the cat, saying,

just like that, the cat approached

and dodged nimbly, but still ended

was interesting. It was much more challenging than training

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

but not before receiving

and swiftly extended his hand, atten to

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

young hero in a martial arts drama, using chopsticks

playing with a mouse. Gradually, its curiosity and playfulness took over, causing it to almost forget

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