General Williams pushed open the door to Marshal Tai's office. In the outer room, a young man, who had just reached the age of twenty, was hunched over the desk, snoring away. His hair was so messy it looked like a bird nest, having no time to tidy it up, and he seemed incredibly fatigued as well.
Williams did not wake up Tai's secretary, instead softening his footfalls as he walked into the inner office for fear of waking up the young man.
Tai was at his desk, reading through a large pile of battle reports sent in from various areas. He appeared much older, and the wrinkles on his forehead were only getting deeper. Only two months had passed, but the hair on his temples was already white.
Upon seeing Williams come in, Tai waved his hand to indicate that he could sit wherever he pleased.
"Little Su's sleeping, and I didn't want to wake him, so I let myself in," Williams said upon closing the door.
