One of the first superhero comics I ever read was Master of Kung Fu. It was an early one, before Doug Moench and Paul Gulacy came on board, but it had that same cool mixture of introspection and face-kicking that the more famous team (featured in this story) kept going. I've been a fan ever since.
In this one, Shang Chi fights some assassins in a Chinese restaurant and then goes to talk to his father about why he keeps trying to kill him. As usual, the conversation is delayed by more kung fu and the necessity of foiling another of Fu Manchu's insidious plots. [Diversions of the Groovy Kind]
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