Daniel remained extremely vigilant as he faced the ice shard. After all, he was still within the dangerous Backworld, and caution was necessary in such an environment. He couldn't afford to make any careless mistakes.

As Daniel thought about the situation, a certain person suddenly came to mind. In an instant, he disappeared from his current location and reappeared in the depths of the Time Corridor. He had returned to Isabella's side.

Upon seeing Daniel, Isabella smiled faintly. Although her smile was calm and understated, it carried an irresistible allure that was difficult to resist.

"Little brother, have you missed me?" she asked, her voice soft and teasing. "Wait a minute, why do you smell like another woman? And... why does it feel so familiar?"

Daniel was caught off guard. He hadn't expected Isabella to say such a thing. How could he possibly have another woman's scent on him? Could it be Milla's scent? But he had never touched Milla, so how could that be possible?

At that moment, Elizabeth's voice suddenly broke the silence. "What's wrong, little brother? Are you trying to hide something from me?"

She smiled mischievously. "I'm very clever, you know. I can smell another woman's scent on you. Let me guess, if I'm not mistaken, that scent belongs to Elizabeth, right?"

"Little brother, I didn't expect you to have already met my sister. Be honest with me—did something happen between the two of you?" Isabella's teasing tone was evident. "Or, could it be that you've completely fallen for my sister and now you've come to deal with me, the poor and weak one?"

"Little brother, don't be so harsh, okay? If you're really serious, I could warm your bed for you."

Now that Daniel had reached the Fake God level, and had previously interacted with Elizabeth, he had developed considerable resistance to Isabella's charms. Although Isabella was stunningly beautiful and incredibly tempting, for Daniel—who had already seen Elizabeth—the allure Isabella exerted was much weaker. He could appreciate her beauty without being swayed by her, almost completely ignoring any negative effects she might have on him.

Facing Isabella's probing question, Daniel simply nodded and replied, "Yes, I have met your sister, but our relationship is purely platonic. Nothing inappropriate has happened between us."

"Oh, I see!" Isabella's eyes flickered with a subtle hint of resentment. She looked almost like a woman abandoned by her husband, and the bitterness in her gaze felt almost tangible.

"Little brother, you're being naughty." She pouted playfully. "Do you want to have both my sister and me in your harem?"

"If that's what you want, then you're being a little greedy! My sister would definitely be unhappy if she found out."

However, Isabella seemed to quickly change her tune. "But honestly, I think it's not that big of a deal. If you really like Elizabeth, maybe I can help you out. Of course, you must treat me well in return."

"Little brother, you're such a greedy man. You're just like all the other males in this world! You want everything, don't you? Whatever you desire, I'll give it to you. Is that okay?"

Isabella was still doing her best to use every trick in the book to seduce him, as if she had been abandoned by him. The level of teasing she was engaging in was relentless.

Daniel found himself feeling utterly helpless. It was as if any serious relationship, in Isabella's presence, seemed like a joke. Could he really not be more obvious in his behavior? It wasn't like he didn't appreciate Isabella or Elizabeth, both of whom were extraordinary beauties. If he could gather them both, he would certainly find it quite interesting. But at this point, Daniel wasn't thinking along those lines.

He wasn't even sure if he could survive what was coming next. Wasn't it too early to think about such things?

Suddenly, Isabella spoke again, breaking through Daniel's train of thought.

"Little brother, I have a question for you, and you must answer it seriously!" she insisted.

"What do you think, little brother? Who do you think is prettier, my sister, or me?"

Daniel was momentarily taken aback by the question. He was about to answer, but then, as the words formed in his mind, he realized that this was clearly a trap. More importantly, all of these silly distractions had made him forget the real reason he had come here.

In the next moment, Daniel's focus returned completely to the task at hand. His expression grew serious, and his face darkened.

"Isabella," he said, his voice cold. "Don't you think your question is completely pointless?"

"You know why I came here. I didn't come to answer such meaningless questions!"

He continued, his voice turning sharper. "Let me be clear. I came to see you because I need your help with something. I'm telling you in advance."

"You can choose to refuse, but I'm sure you're aware of the consequences."

Upon hearing Daniel's words, Isabella sighed softly.

"Little brother, you really make me sad," she said, her voice tinged with disappointment. "I've helped you so many times before, but now you can't even spare me a single glance. You come to ask for help, but your attitude is cold and distant, like a stone. This kind of behavior really hurts my heart."

"Do you remember? Back then, when you were with me, you were so full of admiration for me. Even when I helped you, you treated me with care and affection, not like this—treating me as nothing more than a tool."

She sighed again. "Forget it, forget it. I guess men always change. Once they're tired of someone, they just use them as a tool. Isabella, you really have a hard life."

"Little brother, will you completely forget about me after some time? Is that how it's going to be?"

Daniel's face showed a helpless expression as he listened to Isabella's rambling. He had no idea how to deal with someone like her. She was like water—impossible to hold onto, impossible to control.

Of course, it wasn't that she was completely unmanageable. Daniel did have one card he could play—his freedom.

With a serious expression, Daniel looked directly at Isabella, then spoke in a calm, but commanding voice.

"Isabella, are you done yet?"

"If you want to be trapped here forever, then continue with this nonsense."

He added, his tone hardening, "I have one question for you: Will you help me or not?"

Seeing the serious look in Daniel's eyes, Isabella's expression softened slightly. Beneath the surface of her pout, there was a subtle shift in her mood—a trace of solemnity replacing the previous playfulness.

"Little brother, have you encountered someone very powerful, haven't you?" she asked.

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