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 finally looked up.

dried fish, licked its paw, and then fixed its

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

instinct, as soon as he reached for his pocket,

the next second, it reappeared directly in front of

“Swipe!”

as if accompanied by

down the back of Blake’s hand, and when he looked down, he saw bloody marks

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composed, Blake raised his gaze, feeling

nonchalantly

say, “How dare you dream of achieving

retorted, “Come at me again! It’s yours

He had thought the little kitten simply took off with his small

his words, the cat became

those dried fish will be mine? That was what he

beckoned the cat, saying, “Come

the cat

but

much more challenging than training with the

convenience, Blake bit down on the buckle, placing the pack of dried fish

lunging at him, but not before receiving a few scratches on his face.

movements and swiftly extended his hand, atten

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

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curiosity and playfulness took over, causing it to almost forget its goal of snatching

came close to snatching the bag from