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

last piece of dried fish, licked its paw, and then fixed its

to do, but relying on his intuition honed through years of battlefield practice, he sensed that the

he reached for his pocket, the cat before

the next second, it reappeared directly in front of

“Swipe!”

if accompanied by their

Blake’s hand, and when he looked down, he saw

With a

his gaze, feeling

spot and, while nonchalantly grooming itself, cast

you dream of achieving my speed,

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

so strictly to their principles. He had thought the little kitten simply took off with his small dried fish, along with the bag.

the cat became

will be mine? That was what he said himself. It wouldn’t be violating any principles

cat,

the cat approached

pocket and dodged nimbly, but still ended

It was much more challenging than training with the kids on his

which was fastened 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

the shadow lunging at him, but not before receiving a few

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

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

young hero in a martial arts drama, using chopsticks to catch flies.

Gradually, its curiosity and playfulness took over,

to snatching the bag from Blake several times. only to miss