Chen Xu and the little hedgehog in his palm faced each other for a moment.
The little creature is a foot tall, with spiky hair about four inches long, looking quite large, yet it can be held in Chen Xu's hands.
It stared with its mung bean-like eyes, dazed for a while before suddenly lowering its body, then leaped onto the nearby table with a kick of its hind legs.
This little creature, at a loss, stood upright on the table, tidied its lapel, and pulled its robe sleeves.
After tugging on the strap of the bookcase on its back, it finally seemed to regain its composure. It hurriedly stood with its left hand over its right, bowed to Chen Xu, and said, "I apologize, Mr. Chen, I was abrupt just now."
Heh, Chen Xu chuckled.
He didn't feel it was abrupt at all, but rather found it endearing in every way.
"A friend's visit, how can it be considered abrupt?" Chen Xu asked, "Why were you asleep on that window? It's so dangerous."
