Genggeng rapidly swung his small fists, one punch after another landing on Punk.
Although it only caused a bit of damage, the stun effect of the ice gauntlet was nonetheless unpleasant.
Wang Zhan, Ye Chen, and Profound Maiden had already approached Lissando.
"Lady Lissando, if this battle continues, it benefits neither our races. How about we cease fire?" Wang Zhan said respectfully.
After all, he was pleading, so Wang Zhan set aside all his dignity and bowed to Lissando.
Under Lissando's icy expression, no emotion could be seen.
Suddenly, Lissando stood up, raised her hand, and a cold chill enveloped Wang Zhan, turning him into an ice sculpture instantly.
As Ye Chen was about to move, Lissando said, "Rest assured, he won't be harmed. I just made him sleep for a while."
Her voice sounded like the chirping of a lark, pleasant and melodious.
