Han Xiao gritted his teeth in pain, easing the force on his wrist.,There is still a year before the public test, and he has a whole year to prepare before the players arrive. That's the only good news he has right now. He understands the destructive power of players all too well; they are like locusts, synonymous with madness and chaos.,If Daji had this value, King Zhou wouldn't have died unjustly, Han Xiao thought up this idea.。