World-saving Plan: The Only Savior-Chapter 718 - 527: Saving Earl Armstrong (Two-in-One)

There are many wealthy people in this world, with titles such as "Richest in Asia" and "Richest in the World," and many people can name one or two such individuals.

However, behind these apparent titles, there are many hidden conglomerate families that many people do not know about.

Compared to individual billionaires, the wealth of these families might not be concentrated in one person’s hands, nor is it limited to visible assets.

But this doesn’t mean that their power is insignificant.

On the contrary, compared to those individual billionaires, such conglomerates are even more enormous, equivalent to the combined worth of several, even dozens, of those rich individuals.

And the Armstrong Family is among them.

This is a grand family that has been passed down for hundreds of years; theories about the decline of nobility do not seem to apply here.

Even after centuries, they have remained prosperous and have even grown stronger.

How much wealth the Armstrong Family actually has is something that probably no one besides Old Count Armstrong himself knows.

However, the aged Earl had reached the end of his days.

The position of the new Family Head was also going to be selected soon; the new Earl would become the helmsman of this enormous family.

Yet, the arrival of two visitors today was destined to shatter some people’s fantasies, even casting them from the clouds into a deep valley.

In the drawing room, Dean was attempting to persuade the elderly butler with rather indirect words.

"Moore Butler, you must have heard some special news lately. I won’t hide it from you; I currently have a potion that can resurrect the old Earl and let him live another four or five years without any problem."

Dean had a mysterious air as he said this, and he felt a slight thrill in his heart.

Though he had experienced the Mutant Rat incident and had personally slain two Transcendents, it was his first time undertaking a mission to approach ordinary people under the guise of a Transcendent.

He had to admit, the feeling was indeed quite satisfying, fulfilling a boastful fantasy he had once harbored.

However, the old butler Moore didn’t see it that way.

As the butler of Armstrong Manor, he was very busy. That he personally received someone of such a fallen noble descent was already considered due to the past interactions between their ancestors.

Yet, such an "alms" was still not enough.

This young man in front of him was thinking of overstepping, wanting to see the Earl and even wanting the Earl to drink some strange potion.

"I’m sorry, Mr. Wencheen. The Earl is resting and it is not suitable for him to see visitors right now. I will pass on the message of your visit, but it would be best for the two of you to return for today."

The old butler nodded politely at them, but his words firmly ordered them to leave.

Dean was slightly taken aback; he hadn’t expected such a blunt refusal.

"Moore Butler, we possess the power to save the Earl, and you really want to miss this opportunity? If you are worried that we are swindlers, there’s no need. We will not charge any fee until the potion is proven effective."

Dean threw out his trump card, believing that this approach would make the butler realize their strength.

After all, logically speaking, his readiness to let the potion be used before payment showed sincerity.

Moreover, for someone on their deathbed, there was really no need to poison them; there was no need to think about risks at all.

However, what seemed an impeccable logic once again hit a wall in front of Butler Moore.

The old butler still wasn’t convinced, showing some impatience as he tapped his fingers on the tabletop and spoke:

"Mr. Wencheen, I met with you because of the past interactions between our ancestors, but your actions have been very disappointing. Even if the Wencheen family has declined, have you lost even the most basic decency expected of a noble?"

The old butler, well-mannered as he was, saw this remark as rather rude, hoping that the visitor would get the hint and leave promptly.

As for trying the potion first and paying upon effectiveness, he saw it as a trivial trick, unworthy of his attention; he had seen too many similar scams and could not be fooled.

He even suspected that the two visitors might be assassins sent by another conglomerate, aiming to poison Old Count Armstrong.

It was a mistake to think there was no need for poison just because the Earl had only a few days left to live.

For a large conglomerate like this, the manner of the helmsman’s death was quite significant.

Setting aside the face of the Armstrong family, from purely a strategic viewpoint, this would have a tremendous impact.

It was well-known that the Armstrong family controlled the shares of dozens of large and small corporations.

If news that the old Earl had been poisoned were to spread, it could cause severe instability in these corporations’ shares.

This was not scaremongering.

Moore was well aware of how jumpy stockholders could be, as skittish as deer in a forest, any small disturbance capable of alerting them.

While ordinary people might consider this merely a topic of dinner conversation, these same disturbances could be linked to stock prices in their eyes.

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