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 up.

dried fish, licked its paw, and then fixed its

to do, but relying on his intuition

his pocket, the cat

next second, it reappeared directly in front of him!

“Swipe!”

as if accompanied by their own

when he looked down, he saw

With a Cat

raised his gaze,

cat returned to its spot and, while nonchalantly grooming itself, cast a contemptuous

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

retorted, “Come at me again! It’s yours if you manage to snatch it!”

to their principles. He had thought

the cat became

mine? That was what he said himself.

the cat, saying, “Come

that, the cat

nimbly, but still

was interesting. It was much more challenging than training

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

but not before receiving a

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

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

martial arts drama, using chopsticks to catch flies.

as if playing with a mouse. Gradually, its curiosity and playfulness

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