"Ouch!" Liang Zihan shrieked as he felt his forehead hurting. When he touched it to confirm, it was indeed red, and even a bump had appeared there. Clearly, Liora had struck him with the apple core. But with her strength, it was a little too much for him to bear.
"What? What did you say? Why can't I be alive? Are you praying for me to be dead?" Liora asked with a baffled expression. Her hand was itching to give this fool a good beating. How dare he call her a short-lived ghost?
Now, Liora was overly sensitive about this topic. Dying once was already enough; she did not want to die again. And she certainly would never want any jinx-mouthed person to jinx her to death. She was sure someone had jinxed her in her previous life. Otherwise, how could it be possible to die just from overdrinking? She had never heard of such logic anywhere, and neither did she want to believe it.