The officials lining up behind Zu An became unhappy, urging him to step aside for the time being.  Zu An completely ignored them as he looked coldly at the mustached official, retorting, “My clothes aren’t orderly as long as you say they aren’t? Who do you think you are?”

The mustached official cupped his hands toward the palace and said coldly, “This is the authority the court has granted me. When it comes to inspecting officials’ appearance, I naturally have the final say.”

“Does this mean you’ve already made up your mind to deliberately trouble me?” Zu An asked.

The official said with an upturned nose. “I have always enforced the law fairly; how could I possibly trouble you deliberately? Why am I not troubling others, then? One palm cannot clap. You should reflect on your own actions instead of blaming others.”

Zu An was shocked. He hadn’t expected to hear a classic quote belonging to a certain someone from his...