The Saint

Chu Li turned to the other women and Lu Yushu, smiling. "Young Master is here too." 

Lu Yushu scoffed. "You finally came back to life!"

Chu Li nodded. "I've been asleep for a little too long."

"This isn't sleeping. It's called dying," Lu Yushu said, "You looked like you were already dead. Luckily, Little Sister refused to bury you. Otherwise, you would've already been buried in the ground, and you wouldn't even be able to come back to life!" 

Chu Li smiled and looked at Lu Yurong. "You sensed that I wasn't dead?"

Lu Yurong gave a slight nod. "You couldn't have died so easily."

Chu Li said, "I've only survived by the skin of my teeth, but one is bound to have good fortune after surviving a great disaster. Our good days are ahead of us! … Let's talk later. I shall return first. You should also treat your injuries properly. We'll definitely get our revenge someday!"

Lu Yurong slowly nodded.