Fatherly Love and Filial Piety

"Muku, is that really you? My son, Muku!" Mui's face turned deathly pale. He staggered to his feet and walked over to Muku, seeming to want to touch his face. There was fear and panic on his face, but even more than that, there was guilt, affection, and longing. Perhaps that sounded a little complicated. But if your parents returned home after being away for a long time and saw you again, they would probably wear that same expression.