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

the last piece of dried fish, licked its paw, and

understand what the cat was going to do, but relying on his intuition

his pocket, the cat before him vanished

second, it reappeared directly in front of

“Swipe!”

as if accompanied by

he looked

a Cat

gaze, feeling a

while nonchalantly grooming

it seemed to say, “How dare you dream of

yours if you

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

cat became

dried fish will be mine? That was what he said himself. It wouldn’t be violating any principles cause that’s not considered robbing, right?…

beckoned the cat, saying, “Come

just like that, the cat approached

dodged nimbly, but still ended up getting his arm scratched.

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

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

not before receiving a few scratches

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

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

martial arts drama, using chopsticks to

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

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