With three superpowers at his fingertips, he could dominate the 1970s.

As parents sending their child to kindergarten for the first time, Jiang Zhiyu and Song Yanzhou were undoubtedly qualified.

The two women personally led their children to the kindergarten gate. Song Zhiyao, carrying a small backpack, skipped and hopped around, looking around with curiosity at everything. Song Zhizheng, carrying a similar small backpack, followed quietly beside her, his little hand being held by his sister, but he didn't try to pull away.

Jiang Zhiyu knelt down and straightened her daughter's collar, then patted her son's head. "Be good at school, and don't fight with the other kids. Yaoyao, remember what Mommy told you."

"I remember, I remember, Little Cloud can't be let out!" Song Zhiyao waved impatiently, grabbed her younger brother, and ran inside. After a couple of steps, she turned back and called out, "Mom's coming to pick us up tonight!"

Jiang Zhiyu stood up and turned to the four guards standing beside her. "You can just stay around here. The kindergarten should be safe, but you still need to keep a close eye on things. Especially Zhiyao. If she accidentally hurts another child, you must come to me immediately."

"Yes, sir!"

The four responded in unison, quickly dispersed, and blended into the surrounding crowd.

After dropping off the children, Song Yanzhou went to the military base, while Jiang Zhiyu was summoned away by a phone call from Zhuge Yunhe.

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Arriving at the gate of Zhuge Yunhe's courtyard, Jiang Zhiyu pushed open the half-closed door and glanced inside. She wasn't sure if it was just her imagination, but the courtyard seemed much more desolate than before. Half of the bamboo in the corner had turned yellow, a layer of dust covered the stone table, and the string of dried chilies hanging under the eaves was wilted. The whole courtyard exuded a chilling, neglected atmosphere.

Zhuge Yunhe was sitting on a stone bench drinking tea when he saw her come in. He slammed the teapot down on the table and said, "Oh, my busy man, I've finally been waiting for you."

"Your yard looks a bit different than before?"

"It's all because you've all left; this courtyard has lost its lively atmosphere. The courtyard next door is empty too."

As Zhuge Yunhe spoke, he pulled a document from his sleeve and handed it over. Jiang Zhiyu took it and opened it; it was the land deed for the neighboring yard, with all the paperwork complete, and her name was listed as the transferor.

She looked up at Zhuge Yunhe in confusion.

"The paperwork's all done, this courtyard is yours." Zhuge Yunhe picked up his teacup and took a sip. "What, you don't want to be neighbors with this old man?"

"Of course not, I'd love to!" Jiang Zhiyu folded up the land deed and put it away, her eyes crinkling with a smile. "Living next door to your yard, I can even use you as a laborer if necessary."

"Don't even think about it. I'm too old now; even Zhong Dingwen wouldn't dare order me around anymore."

"Speaking of Zhong Dingwen, how's he been lately? I haven't dared to go over there, afraid of being conscripted."

"I think Zhong Dingwen is thinking of retiring lately," Zhuge Yunhe said, putting down his teacup and looking at her. "He means for you to take over."

Jiang Zhiyu shook her head vigorously, "No way! If you put the Second Administration Bureau in my hands, do you believe I'd throw it into chaos within a week? Let's find someone more capable."

"There is a capable person, but he hasn't returned yet."

Jiang Zhiyu became interested and sat down on the stone bench opposite Zhuge Yunhe. "Who is it? Does the Management Bureau have someone I don't recognize?"

"Someone you know."

"I know them? Who are they?"

"You might not believe it, but that kid is really good at hiding his true nature. Only Zhong Dingwen, me, and a few experienced workers from different departments know his background."

Jiang Zhiyu racked her brains, but couldn't recall any such hidden figure in the Management Bureau. She nudged Zhuge Yunhe's arm, "Hey old Zhuge, stop being so mysterious, who is it?"

Zhuge Yunhe slowly poured himself another cup of tea, without saying a word.

Jiang Zhiyu reached out and snatched the teapot from his hand, then started pouring water directly from the spout.

Zhuge Yunhe was so angry that he puffed out his beard and glared at her. "How can you drink tea like that!"

"Who told you to keep me in suspense?"

Zhuge Yunhe gave her a disdainful look before slowly uttering three words.

"Ji doesn't know."

Jiang Zhiyu spat out a mouthful of tea.

Zhuge Yunhe stood there, stunned. His face, robes, and beard were covered in tea, which dripped down his back. His complexion was beyond description.

Jiang Zhiyu immediately stood up, pulled a roll of paper from her spatial storage, and smeared it on Old Zhuge's face. "I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry. You kept me in suspense for so long, and then Ji Buzhi appeared. I just couldn't keep up!"

As she wiped, she didn't forget to ask, "No, old man Zhuge, are you serious? You're letting that guy Ji Buzhi take charge of the Second Administration Bureau?"

Zhuge Yunhe snatched the paper from her hand, wiped his face twice, and angrily got up to go back to his room to take a shower and change clothes.

When he came out again, he saw Jiang Zhiyu lying lazily on his rattan recliner, playing with the string of beads he had just taken off.

Jiang Zhiyu pursed her lips, "Is it really necessary? Just change your clothes, take a shower, and wash your face, that's enough."

Seeing that Zhuge Yunhe was about to blush with anger again, Jiang Zhiyu stopped teasing him, stood up, and pressed him down onto the stone bench. "Alright, alright, let's stop talking. Tell me, what secrets is Ji Buzhi hiding?"

As soon as Zhuge Yunhe sat down, he saw a pot of brewed tea on the stone table, along with a brand-new tea set. He picked up the cup, took a sip, and his eyes lit up slightly, his expression softening.

"You silly girl, everyone in the Second Administration Bureau treats me with respect, but you're the only one who loves to tease this old man."

"Never mind whether the tea is good or not, let's get down to business first."

"This is a long story."

"Then stop talking nonsense and get to the point."

Zhuge Yunhe glared at her, but finally spoke.

"Ji Buzhi keeps saying that his ancestors had a connection with me, right? Actually, that's not untrue. His great-grandfather was originally a very powerful Taoist successor, but by the time of his grandfather and father, the whole family had died on the battlefield. His grandfather was a good friend of mine. In the end, it was a disciple within their sect who devised a plan to send this child to me. At that time, the country was in chaos, and religions were severely suppressed, so I left this child with the newly established Second Administration Bureau, where anyone could take care of him. Today this person took him away, tomorrow that person took him away, and so on, helping here and there, he slowly grew up."

Jiang Zhiyu listened without interrupting.

"Whoever mentors him, he learns their skills. But he learns everything so quickly, it's frightening. Everyone below him thinks he's a reckless brat. Actually, I noticed from a young age that this child was different from ordinary people; he grasped things that others found difficult to understand with just a touch." Zhuge Yunhe's tone slowed down. "At first, when that child learned divination, being young and unable to hide his abilities, he ran to me to show off. That's when I realized just how terrifying his talent was. In the end, I told him that once he learned something, he shouldn't flaunt it, otherwise his disciples would lose face."

"This kid is kind-hearted and good to everyone in the bureau. He didn't want to embarrass his senior colleagues. He learned the ropes before they even got the hang of it, and from then on, he became that troublemaker, deliberately causing trouble wherever he learned something, then sending someone else to teach him. That's how he became the troublemaker of the Second Bureau. Every department had a nickname for him, but he didn't care. Only the few masters who actually taught him knew his abilities, and for the sake of their disciples, they just let it slide."

After listening, Jiang Zhiyu remained silent for a moment, then said, "Now that you mention it, I think this kid is really impressive. So, he used to follow me around like a puppy?"

"You've misjudged him. He followed you around hoping to learn your skills. But when we were at Dacheng Mountain, he investigated thoroughly and finally discovered he couldn't learn your abilities."

Jiang Zhiyu suddenly realized. She wondered why that boy had always clung to her when they were in Dacheng Mountain; it turned out he was secretly learning from her.

She suddenly remembered something. Since this kid is so powerful, when she erased his memory, maybe he didn't forget at all, and just went back to being that reckless person.

Well, given his current status, Ji Buzhi is someone he can trust. The fact that he hasn't made any other moves in so long shows that he's accepted the fact that superpowers cannot be learned.

"Where has that kid been all these years? How come he disappeared for so many years?"

"Zhong Dingwen sent him to the army for secret training. He has the skills, but his discipline is too lax; he needs to toughen up. He's been assigned to a special forces unit."

Jiang Zhiyu nodded knowingly. If Ji Buzhi is to take the lead in the Second Administration Bureau, this kid really needs to be tempered.

Zhuge Yunhe looked at her with a hint of helplessness. "You know, other people are either extremely interested in money or power, and that's how they advance. Why don't you have any ambition at all?"

"That stuff isn't something you eat or drink, and besides, do I really need it?"

After saying that, Jiang Zhiyu simply patted her butt and left.

Zhuge Yunhe carefully picked up the teapot, smelled it again and again, and happily went to find Xu Yunzi to taste the tea.