After My Divorce, I Awakened the Divine Eye of Appraisal

On the day we divorced, my ex-wife shoved an agreement at me: I was to leave with nothing. The only thing I took was the battered compass my father left behind. When I was sent off to Xiling Village, the whole village laughed at me as a good-for-nothing. I picked up a broken bowl from the trash, and found “Made in the Xuande Period of the Great Ming” engraved on its base. The village bully tried to show off his ancestral bronze mirror, but I could tell at a glance it had been artificially aged through electrolysis. My former father-in-law mocked me as a country bumpkin, so I casually picked up a discarded stone and cut it open to reveal imperial green jade. My childhood sweetheart blushed and offered to support me, a female CEO waved a black card and promised to look after me, and a beautiful professor chased after me, calling me her teacher. My former father-in-law fell to his knees and begged for mercy, while my ex-wife wept and pleaded to get back together. I set the broken bowl on the table. “You trampled me into the mud. Now I'll trample you right back.” My eyes can see through every disguise. They have no idea what kind of being is standing before them.