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.

when it was tempted enough, the cat finally looked

dried fish, licked its paw, and then fixed

on his intuition honed through years

soon as he reached for his pocket,

the next second, it reappeared directly in front of

“Swipe!”

sharp claws unsheathed, as if accompanied by their own

and when he looked down,

With a

composed, Blake raised his gaze, feeling a tingling pain.

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

you dream of achieving my speed,

again! It’s yours if you manage to snatch it!”

cats in the Gray Earth to adhere so strictly to their principles. He had

his words, the cat became tempted to do

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

cat,

like that, the

clutched his pocket and dodged nimbly, but still

more challenging than training with the kids on his

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

dodged the shadow lunging at him, but not before receiving a few scratches on his

the cat’s movements and

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

young hero in a martial arts drama, using chopsticks

with a mouse. Gradually, its curiosity and playfulness took over, causing it to almost forget its goal of snatching the dried

their back-and-forth, the cat came close to snatching the bag from Blake