Shen Cong'an, a down-and-out disciple who was betrayed by his sect and expelled from his sect in the Antique Street, unexpectedly awakened a pair of ancient eyes that can see into the origin of all things. From then on, counterfeits were invisible to him, and national treasures reappeared. When those who mocked him in the past knelt down and begged for mercy, when top collectors regarded him as a god, and when his confidante fell in love with him, Shen Congan just smiled indifferently: In this world, the eyes of my palm are the palms of my hands.
