[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-what-s-wrong-with-me-being-the-last-to-get-rich":3,"chapter-what-s-wrong-with-me-being-the-last-to-get-rich-what-s-wrong-with-me-being-the-last-to-get-rich-chapter-259":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","What's Wrong with Me Being the Last to Get Rich?",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2272836,4439,"Chapter 259: 016 Long Overdue","what-s-wrong-with-me-being-the-last-to-get-rich-chapter-259",259,"\u003Cp>I don’t want to see Xu Xin anymore, really.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two days later, Yu Xing suddenly spoke up while having dinner.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Wan glanced at Yu Xing: “You two just argue the moment you meet, right?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing nodded in deep agreement: “It drives me crazy.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Wan smiled at his expression: “I thought you were enjoying the fight?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing thought for a moment, recalled the scene, and had to admit: “Well, a little bit, yeah.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tomorrow still has to come—Shu Ning couldn’t wait a single moment, but there was nothing else to do except wait; tears flowed like an open faucet, her grip on Shu Baobei’s hand tight, afraid of waking her son, she covered her mouth and wept silently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Night deepened; the row of back rooms behind the main courtyard of the Prince’s Mansion lay swallowed in silence, the palace lanterns beneath the eaves swaying gently in the night wind, emitting a faint, dim yellow glow—not just the back rooms, but the entire Regent Prince’s Mansion sank into soundless darkness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Man Sheng of course knew this too; back then, Guo Yingjie had been deeply infatuated with Xiao Susu, but the beauty’s heart belonged to someone else. Now they were happily married, while she remained alone—she said nothing, only nodded in silent acceptance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But before she could leave, she heard the sound of a card swiping to unlock the door; her first thought was: Could it be more reinforcements? What now?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You say Zhang Kexin wore three bras—is that true?” Xu Zifeng pointed at Zhang Kexin, who stood frozen, and asked with a grin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s impossible—we have no weapons or equipment, we can’t possibly defeat him,” Yi Hen stated a cruel fact.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her child? Did the former owner of this body’s extraordinary influence create a fleeting illusion in her, making her almost believe Yongqi and Yongrong were her own children?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although Qianlong was in the Yuanmingyuan Imperial Palace, he knew every major event occurring within the Forbidden City.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Others asking for help is understandable, but when helping becomes taken for granted, anyone would harbor resentment—especially someone as stubborn as Little Sister.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo Chiheng glanced at Lin Weiwei; she was staring blankly, clearly lost in thought. He grew too lazy to ask her opinion, picked her up bridal-style, and left Lu Mingchuan’s villa.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sects that hunt demons daily on Xishuo Mountain number more than one can count on a hand. Without the crucial clue of the “Plum Seal,” finding the sect responsible for the village massacre would be like searching for a needle in a haystack—immensely difficult. Normally, it would be nearly impossible to uncover the truth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Lady scolded playfully a few times, then sat down with Ye Yuan; in truth, they were both very curious about Ye Zhong’s experiences.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a brief moment, two buttons were undone, revealing a startling curve beneath Hong Ziyi’s pale neck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It thought: soon, its offspring would devour Ye Tian’s flesh, grow strong, and emerge from the underground burrow as mighty hornets.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I warned you this time,” Lin Ai realized—N2 had already prepared everything in her space: a table, two chairs; she now sat on one of them, calmly watching Lin Ai.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Dark Church had Lilith; in Europe and America, Ling Hao didn’t need to worry too much—for now. But beyond Lilith, every single member of the Haotian Alliance was entirely dependent on him alone. Today’s negotiations with Penglai Island had planted some new thoughts in Ling Hao’s mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Male wedding attire differs from ordinary clothes—its sashes are thin and tightly knotted. No one knew who had dressed Ji Yuebai today, but the knots were tied so tightly that Qiao Er’s nails turned white from straining, yet she couldn’t undo them; with one sudden tug, she ripped the two knotted cords apart with a sharp “rrrrip.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Over the past year, he had flown across thousands of mountains and rivers, encountered countless races, and endured many hardships.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one wants to lose, no one willingly admits defeat, but the coldness of reality leaves them powerless—forced to drift with fate, carried along by the current.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ye Tian pushed open the door and entered the lounge of Hall Two, just as Director Ma was crouching before Xu Fangfang. Because Director Ma’s back blocked Ye Tian’s view, he didn’t notice Ma’s hand was inside Xu Fangfang’s pants.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, the clear sky above twisted—dark clouds gathered instantly above Yuyao Pass; the sight made Han Xiangzi, Zhu Bajie, and others recall the scene they had witnessed when breaking through from the Divine Sea Realm to the Void Immortal Realm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sacrifice? Hmm, to communicate with the Underworld? The people of the Underworld love blood offerings.” The Pure Yang Sword Immortal murmured softly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Tastes great!” Lü Qiancheng didn’t hesitate—he lifted the cup and drained a large gulp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Golden Horn King, Silver Horn King—you’ve made me wait a long time,” Qi Tianshou laughed happily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As everyone expected Qi Tianshou to sweep the arena clean, he suddenly and miraculously stopped—though unbelievable, everyone felt immense relief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus, as they watched, the three couldn’t help but join the disciples below in shouting “Beat him! Beat him!”—making Yu Qing laugh beside them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The weapons on Feng Lin’s person, though no one knew why, looked incredibly powerful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upon hearing the ghost soldiers’ cries, he didn’t hesitate a second—his Fenpo Sword slashed directly across the White-Headed Boar’s neck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Lin shouted, kicked the door with his foot, and the immense force shattered it into a hole.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At Qi Tianshou’s request, everyone’s bodies transformed into Rong tribe cultivator attire, and all their spiritual auras were completely concealed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hall was elegantly arranged, evident even from its exterior decor. Bai Jun led Shen Ruxiao inside; along the way, silence reigned, leaving Shen Ruxiao utterly at a loss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After several attempts, Lou Jincheng chose to give up—she simply couldn’t bring herself to kill a bird that shared her same suffering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Damn it, you bastard, you’re asking for death! Today, Grandpa’s opening a killing spree—I’m gonna smash your skull!” I swung the crowbar I held, putting all my strength into a brutal downward strike toward the balding middle-aged man’s head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Aren’t you the one who can start fire by rubbing wood?” Blackie stared at Long Ci’s stone spear, hopeful—though a new recruit, she had never eaten raw meat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Yu shouted loudly; moments later, a uniformed building staff member hurried out from inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this thing is impossible to guard against—who knows if Tang Luo might stroll around, memorize it, and send someone else to buy it?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yang Yun nearly fainted from rage, but Zhao Jieyun gripped her tightly, dragging her out with all her strength.\u003C\u002Fp>",1105,"2026-06-19T22:51:35.181Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","e9b5768a9526f97534b990c6d591b8b2e85fa0cc721f20c0cc980b639ed73c44","what-s-wrong-with-me-being-the-last-to-get-rich-chapter-260","what-s-wrong-with-me-being-the-last-to-get-rich-chapter-258",328,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fwhat-s-wrong-with-me-being-the-last-to-get-rich-cover.jpg"]