Klaus took a few steps forward, walked into the room, reached into his pocket, and pulled out an envelope, "Dear sir, please forgive my rash behavior today. I am Klaus. I have certain connections in New York. If you need any assistance, please feel free to reach out to me."
"Of course, with your strength, you naturally don't need someone like me, but there are certain things I can get done through my connections."
Lin Mo pondered for a moment.
Klaus belonged to the underground world, and seeing that I had injured two of his men, he realized I knew martial arts and hence, wanted to get acquainted with me.
Lin Mo's guess was not far from the truth. Klaus's two men were both expert fighters, but after getting injured and then returning, they couldn't muster any strength whatsoever. Even a thorough hospital examination revealed no issues.
That's when Klaus realized that his men had encountered a true master.
