When Shu Guan reached for the iron rod, his intention was to carry it back and wait to hand it over to his senior brother when it was convenient for him.
At the moment, the iron rod was about twenty meters high and thick enough for a person to wrap their arms around. Naturally, carrying it back in such a state was going to be extremely inconvenient, but there was no other way.
In the battle images of his senior brother that Shu Guan had seen, this iron rod had never been so thick and long. Shu Guan had also seen his senior brother freely change the size of the rod, even shrinking it to the size of an embroidery needle, which the senior brother usually tucked into his ear.
However, Shu Guan couldn't make the iron rod change size because, just like the crown, it was one of his senior brother's Private Treasures, as said by the senior brother himself.
