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.

enough, the cat

licked its paw, and then

relying on his intuition honed through years of battlefield practice, he sensed that the cat was about to strike.

as soon as he reached for his pocket, the cat before

it reappeared directly in front of him!

“Swipe!”

as if accompanied by their own sound

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

a

Blake raised his gaze,

spot and, while nonchalantly grooming itself, cast a

to say, “How dare you dream of achieving

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

adhere so strictly to their principles. He had

hearing his words, the cat

That was what he said himself.

cat, saying,

that, the

clutched his pocket and dodged nimbly, but

more challenging than training with

to the top of his uniform for convenience, Blake bit down on the buckle, placing the pack of dried fish in his mouth. He then made

not before receiving a few scratches on his

cat’s movements and swiftly extended his hand, atten to

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

a martial arts drama, using chopsticks

Gradually, its curiosity and playfulness took over, causing it to

to snatching the bag from Blake several times. only